Here's a video of the jump course I made up on Sunday, just so you guys can get an idea of lack of forward:
I felt like I was going along at a good pace--a really good pace actually--but I wasn't. I decided to take Bobby back around to the 3' vertical with "more" speed...and he slaughtered it. One of maybe three times he even knocked the pole down the whole time, despite how close he kept getting in. And as an aside, I'm soo not worried about leads right now. The beauty of not being a hunter rider. ;-)
Mixed reviews on this morning's lesson. Summer horse camp is going on at the barn Mondays through Fridays every week until the end of August, so BO was only able to squeeze me in an hour before camp started. Campers got to watch the first half of my lesson before one of the councelors whisked them away to go take "breed and color quizzes". Fortunately, Bobby loffs attention and he was happy to stick his head into the bleachers for the kids to give him pats and kisses.
It's a crazy person disease, and I am deeply afflicted.